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My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 133

"Xanthea sure has guts to splash wine on Ms. Marlowe. No wonder she's Mr. Lockwood's woman!"

"Ms. Marlowe might be the gem of the Marlowe family, but Xanthea is the heiress of the Nightshade Group. They're both high and mighty, so neither is going to let the other get the upper hand!"

"You're thinking too much. With Mr. Lockwood backing Xanthea, it's not just about splashing wine on Ms. Marlowe. Even if Xanthea slapped her, the Marlowe family wouldn't dare start a feud with the Lockwood Group over it. Let's just enjoy the show."

After being cooped up in the car all day, Xanthea had hoped to unwind at the party but ended up becoming the center of gossip thanks to Queenie's drama. Just sitting there, she could feel the eyes and hear the whispers all around.

Feeling fed up, Xanthea stood and walked towards the serene woods behind the mansion.

"Ms. Marlowe, what happened to you?"

At the mansion's fourth floor, by the elevator, the butler was shocked to see a disheveled Queenie rushing toward the study.

Queenie, tears streaming down her face, exclaimed, "Louis, I need to find Ori. I have something important to tell him!"

"Mr. Lockwood and Mr. Marlowe are discussing important matters in the study with Mr. Anthony. You can't go in now. Wait until they are done."

"No, I need to see Ori now! He can't be deceived by that wench any longer."

Louis frowned, seeing that Queenie wasn't listening and signaled to nearby servants. They quickly approached and gently but firmly pulled her away from the fourth floor.

"When will she ever learn?"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

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